Tyrone’s gaze traced every inch of her body, his breath growing heavier with each passing moment.

He forced his eyes away, wrapped her in the blanket, and gently wiped away her makeup.

Ding!

Taking out Sabrina’s phone from her coat pocket, Tyrone unlocked its screen.

A message from Trevor read, “Sabrina, have you reached home?”

A flicker of irritation lit Tyrone’s eyes as he wrestled with his internal tumult, replying, “Yes, I’m home.”

to hear Quickly typing, Tyrone said, “It’s

Trevor replied, “Good night.”

through

were standard, no hints of hidden intentions. The only notable pattern was

played out

he powered down the phone and set it

sleepwear, he eased under the blanket

A sensation he’d missed.

nestled in his embrace

scent of her hair, he drifted into a

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